The Evolution Of A Goblin To The Peak - Chapter 1015: Witch Hunt: Destruction

A brilliant golden light descended upon Eilan’s body.

“!!”

Eilan screamed in agony as the radiant energy penetrated every pore. A spectral figure seemed to wail above him.

Alice gritted her teeth, intensifying her assault.

Bang!!

“NO!!!!”

Eilan’s voice echoed as if multiple voices cried out in unison. His scream reverberated across the entire land. Every inhabitant of the Walpurgis Night heard his anguish.

“An opening,” Souta thought inwardly as he swiftly swung the six holy stakes.

The universal-grade [Rhongomiant] had the power to completely obliterate experimental subjects. Alice utilized this power to sever the connection between Eilan and the elemental being, creating an opportunity for Souta to extract the entity using the holy stakes. Swoosh!!

A dark phantom struggled visibly, resisting the holy stakes’ power. It was a form composed entirely of darkness, devoid of any physical body.

“N-No! You can’t! I’m already part of the Walpurgis Night!” the elemental being screamed, panic evident as it stared at the six holy stakes.

“It doesn’t matter,” Souta said coldly before driving the six holy stakes into the dark phantom.

Boom!!

An immense explosion of energy rocked the Walpurgis Night, sending tremors through all who witnessed it. It became evident that the realm of witches, the Walpurgis Night, was on the verge of collapse.

Cracks fissured across the Dream Palace as its dimensional spaces quaked.

Bang!! Bang!!

Souta ripped through the dimensional barriers of the Dream Palace, thrusting the holy stakes toward the elemental being. Half of its form had already been extracted from Eilan.

Just a little more, and he would succeed.

Ding! [Warning!]

[You are about to fail the Quest!]

Souta gritted his teeth and roared, disregarding the system notification. The Quest demanded he complete the game by destroying the power of Purity inside the black sun to save the Walpurgis Night, but he was using the power of the six holy stakes for another purpose.

“This is my will… You cannot force me to do something I don’t want to do! This is the only way to save Eilish’s brother! The Walpurgis Night is doomed!”

Boom!!

Souta tore through the Dream Palace, driving the six holy stakes deep into the elemental being. His energy surged as blood-colored lightning flashed intensely in the sky. “NOOO!!!”

The elemental being screamed wildly as it was hurled into the depths of the Dream Palace, triggering a massive explosion that shook the entire structure. The clouds of Dream Power in the sky trembled, and the boundaries and barriers reacted similarly.

His voice reverberated as Souta finally separated Eilan from the elemental being. Simultaneously, the six holy stakes that had pierced the entity began to vibrate.

Ohm!!

A dense wave of energy permeated the land, obliterating all shadows and the elemental being.

Everything felt its impact. It was as if the entire land had suddenly perished. Swoosh!!

Souta hovered in the sky, surrounded by his floating equipment, watching the explosion below.

Eilish stared wide-eyed at the scene. She wanted to stop Souta from destroying the land, yet she also yearned for him to save her brother.

“Souta…” Tears welled in the corners of her eyes.

Souta was a Hero-candidate. Eilish could already imagine what people would say when they discovered that he had allowed hundreds of thousands to perish.

Several hundred thousand survivors still scattered across the Walpurgis Night. Millions had already died due to the onslaught of humanoid golems in every region.

And now…

Gigantic cracks split open across the Walpurgis Night.

The Dream Palace began to crumble, and through the rifts, Red Mist gazed upon Souta’s

Silhouette.

“So it’s you…”

She muttered to herself.

“The one who will bring the destruction of the Walpurgis Night…”

She always said that the Walpurgis Night was destined to fall, but now that Fate had been shattered, there was a chance to defy that future.

There was a reason why she possessed this knowledge.

Back then, Red Mist had just escaped from the Walpurgis Night. She found herself in an unfamiliar location within the Dream Realm.

Covered in blood and dirt, she collapsed to her knees and wept. The events had been overwhelming. In an instant, her beloved family had been taken from her.

She cried for days on end until her tears gave way to seething anger. Madness consumed her

Heart. She thirsted for revenge but felt utterly powerless.

She wandered aimlessly through the Dream Realm, desperate to find a way back to reality. Her current state prevented her from returning to the Walpurgis Night, and she had even forgotten where it was located after passing through its concealing barrier.

It was during this time that she encountered someone. All she could discern was that it was a woman, as her face and body were obscured by a red robe and white veil.

The mysterious figure gazed into her eyes and remarked, “There’s no life in your eyes. It seems you’ve recently endured something tragic.”

“What do you know about it?!” Remuria roared, launching herself at the stranger.

With a flick of her finger, the unknown woman sent Remuria flying several meters away. Gritting her teeth in fury, flames erupted from Remuria’s body. Her soul weapon materialized in her hand, radiating intense heat that set ablaze the grass and trees around them.

“A soul weapon? You’re a witch…” the unknown person exclaimed.

Remuria bristled, ready to attack again, but found herself immediately suppressed. She couldn’t resist at all; the person before her was overwhelmingly powerful.

“So it’s happening now, huh? The destined fall of the Walpurgis Night,” the unknown person

Muttered.

“Destined fall…? W-What do you mean?” Remuria asked, bewildered.

“You see… Everything that unfolds in this world is already written in fate. That includes your escape from the Walpurgis Night,” the unknown person explained.

“W-What? So, my family died because it’s written in fate? I’ve suffered like this because of fate, and there’s nothing I can do about it?” Remuria trembled with the weight of this

Realization.

“Yes, the only way to escape from fate is to become a god. They are masters of their own destiny,” the unknown person answered. She continued, “However, even achieving godhood is tied to fate; if destined to be stuck in the Shackled Realm, one cannot ascend. Mortals are bound by these rules, making escape nearly impossible. Only those who break free become

Gods.”

“Hahahaha, so that’s how it is…” Remuria laughed maniacally, tears welling in her eyes. “At least I know that the Walpurgis Night is destined to fall.”

“That should be the case, but an unimaginable event will occur in the future… A calamity will begin,” the unknown person said cryptically.

Remuria snapped back to reality. “D-Do you mean the Walpurgis Night has a chance to avoid

Its destined demise?”

“That’s right. The world will descend into chaos. I foresee someone destroying the Walpurgis

Night, but now I can’t see if it will still happen. Even peering into it gives me a headache. Once fate disappears, I can hardly predict what comes next.” The unknown figure turned away. “I must leave now to pay respects to a Dream Lord. I doubt we will meet again, but who knows if

Fate will change.”

“Who are you?” Remuria asked.

“Fate still binds you, destined to join Sins, so I cannot disclose who I am,” the unknown

Person said before fading away into the air.

That was how Red Mist learned of the Walpurgis Night’s inevitable demise.

She gazed up at the figure in the sky.

The entire land trembled, not just the Dream Palace. The Walpurgis Night had suffered a

Devastating blow from the six holy stakes. Since the elemental being was half fused with the land, its demise reverberated through every part of it.

She had never anticipated that Souta would be the one to bring about the downfall of the

Walpurgis Night.

“Hahaha, it’s happening! Witches!” Red Mist laughed maniacally, memories of her husband

And son flooding her mind.

Bang!!

Space began to collapse, and vortexes of energy appeared all around.

“We need to leave now,” Elder Amulgu glanced at Red Mist one last time before retreating

With the other witches.

She knew the Dream Palace wouldn’t hold much longer.

The living experimental subjects in the Dream Palace couldn’t help but shed tears at the sight

Of these events. They were about to find release in death. Their long-awaited rest was finally

At hand.

Death was a welcomed relief for them; they had waited for this moment for a very, very long

Time.

Gawain, newly spawned, laughed.

“I’m glad to witness this conflict. My king, my brother, I will join you in death soon.”

He had observed the Walpurgis Night and realized that the Moon Coven had completely infiltrated them. The current Matriarch must have recognized this and chose not to intervene, perhaps hoping the witches would determine their own future.